"What's up?" he asked. He caught sight of the Second Mate. "Have I been ill, Sir?" he exclaimed.
"You're right enough now, youngster," said the Second Mate. "You've been a bit off. You'd better go and lie down for a bit."
"I'm all right now, Sir," replied Tammy. "I don't think—"
"You do as you're told!" interrupted the Second. "Don't always have to be told twice! If I want you, I'll send for you."
Tammy stood up, and made his way, in rather an unsteady fashion, into the berth. I fancy he was glad enough to lie down.
"Now then, Jessop," exclaimed the Second Mate, turning to me. "What's been the cause of all this? Out with it now, smart!"
I commenced to tell him; but, almost directly, he put up his hand.
"Hold on a minute," he said. "There's the breeze!"
He jumped up the port ladder, and sung out to the chap at the wheel.
Then down again.
"Starboard fore brace," he sung out. He turned to me. "You'll have to finish telling me afterwards," he said.